Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

"Master, there are so many books in this library, what books should I read?"

Gan Zhenduo scratched his head.

Zhao Zhixun didn't ask any questions, but there was also a puzzled expression on his face.

Qin Hao said lightly: "The ten thousand ways you walk, Return to Self, of course depends on the inheritance of other worlds. If you want to perfect this way, you must read a lot of books and understand the three thousand ways in the world."

"The reason why I can carve statues with several ways and countless sword moves is because I have seen so many things that I can easily come up with all kinds of ways."

Gan Zhenduo's eyes lit up when he heard the words, it really made sense.

Buying inheritance by yourself is also buying. If you realize your own way from the inheritance in other worlds, wouldn't it be a big profit.

"Thank you, master, for your guidance."

Qin Hao nodded, and then explained to Zhao Zhixun: "As for Axun, the book you need to read is the Emperor's Book."

"As the saying goes: with copper as a mirror, you can straighten your clothes; with history as a mirror, you can know the ups and downs; with people as a mirror, you can understand gains and losses."

"Observe the way of other people's kings, and walk out a way that belongs to you."

Zhao Zhixun cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your guidance, uncle."

At this time, the two of them couldn't wait to live in this library and read a lot of books.

Of course, the most surprised person in the audience was Long Xingyi who was following behind the three of them.

As a child of the Long family, although he was relegated to the Library, he occasionally listened to Senior Sister Zi come to explain some things about the outside world to him.

A few days ago, he heard Senior Sister Zi talk about the exploration of Minor World fragments this time.

The first name is the pavilion master in front of him.

When Long Xingyi heard that the Pavilion Master actually chose to work in the Library, he was also dumbfounded.

From that day on, two people in the library were looking forward to Qin Hao's arrival, one was the previous pavilion master, and the other was him, Long Xingyi.

Witnessing the demeanor of the pavilion master with his own eyes today, Long Xingyi secretly decided in his heart that no matter what, he would worship under the pavilion master.

Qin Hao naturally didn't know the young man's thoughts behind him. After he walked around with the crowd, he asked Gan Zhenduo and Zhao Zhixun to distribute two management tokens.

You can freely enter and exit every floor of the Library.

If this was placed tens of thousands of years ago, it would have been impossible.

But now Qin Hao's rules are the Library's rules.

No disciple would dare to interfere with Qin Hao's decision.

After explaining some things, Qin Hao left in the chariot.

Now that the face has been exposed, it's time to go back and teach Xianyu a lesson.

He left for three days.

For the past three days, Long Xingyi had been waiting for Qin Hao to appear.

It's a pity that the two senior brothers Gan Zhenduo and Zhao Zhixun were waiting.

The two of them came in the early morning and left at noon every day.

Several times, Long Xingyi wanted to ask these two senior brothers about Qin Hao's whereabouts.

But when he saw Zhao Zhixun who was full of majesty and Gan Zhenduo who exuded the style of Great Master, he showed timidity.

Although he, Long Xingyi, is also an inner disciple, the quota for this inner disciple is allocated by the clan. In terms of strength, he can only be counted as an outer sect disciple.

One day, Qin Hao had a whim, and after sleeping until the sun was high, he rode Dabai with Xiao Yaoling and walked towards the Library slowly.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they met Gan Zhenduo and Zhao Zhixun.

"Meet Master/Uncle Master."

"You two really go to the library every day, not bad, not bad."

After Qin Hao gave a word of encouragement, he rode Dabai into the library.

Long Xingyi, who was guarding in front of the bookcase at the door, jumped out of the bookcase happily when he saw Qin Hao, trotted to Qin Hao, cupped his hands and said:

"Meet the Pavilion Master."

Qin Hao smiled and said, "It's you, kid, can you make tea?"

Hearing these words, Long Xingyi couldn't help but feel elated. The opportunity came, and he quickly responded, "Yes."

Qin Hao took out a tea table and a pot of holy spring from the own storage ring: "Brew me a pot of tea, I'll go up and find some books to read."

"promise!"

Long Xingyi responded and started to make tea. Qin Hao swaggered up to the ninth floor on a big white. This floor recorded some anecdotes about the Immortal World.

There are some biographies of immortal cultivators, and there are also some bloody polygamous loves.

Qin Hao picked up a biography of an immortal, walked to the bookcase on the first floor, found a wicker chair and sat down quietly.

After a while, Long Xingyi made tea and brought it to Qin Hao.

Seeing that Qin Hao was reading a book in peace, he didn't intend to disturb him, so he put the tea aside and stood quietly waiting.

Qin Hao seemed to be immersed in the world of the book, except for taking a sip of tea from time to time.

This made Long Xingyi very curious about what book Qin Hao was reading.

He looked carefully at the cover of the book, only to see "Legend of Sword Emperor Ling Tian" written on it.

Isn't this the personal biography of the founding master of the Supreme Sword Sect?

Aren't the stories in it all blown up by the disciples in the sect?

Why is the pavilion master so fond of this book?

Until sunset.

Only then did Qin Hao put down the book in his hand.

"Ding! You have been reading immortal biographies for a long time, Cultivation Base +1000, Dao Zhenyi +50..."

He stretched, and handed the book in his hand to Long Xingyi who was beside him.

"Put this book back on the shelf."

"promise."

Long Xingyi took the book.

Qin Hao said: "The tea you make is a bit bitter, practice hard these few days, I hope you can make some progress when I come here in a few days?"

"The disciple obeyed."

After Long Xingyi responded, he said, "Pavilion Master, when will you come next time?"

"Um?"

Qin Hao thought about it for a while: "Three days later."

"The disciple understands."

After Long Xingyi watched Qin Hao leave, he carefully put the books back to their original place.

Then he took out the tea, walked to a quiet place, and started to practice making tea.

However, his tea art is mediocre, it seems that he should ask Senior Sister Zixuan for advice.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Early this morning, Long Xingyi was waiting at the door for the arrival of the Pavilion Master.

It's past noon.

A familiar figure appeared in his eyes.

Qin Hao rode his own big White Tiger and walked slowly towards the Library.

Long Xingyi took the initiative to meet him and said in a respectful voice: "Disciple pays homage to Pavilion Master."

"Well, it's still the old rules."

Qin Hao said with a big wave of his hand and put the tea table, tea leaves, and holy spring in front of the bookcase in the Library.

Then he walked towards the ninth floor, this time he was holding the "Ling Tian Sword Emperor".

It's not that I like this book, it's just that I haven't finished reading it.

And this book is very passionate, even more ignited than bloggers.

When going downstairs, he happened to meet Gan Zhenduo and Zhao Zhixun, who also had two books in their hands.

"Master/Uncle."

Qin Hao sent out an invitation: "Let's find a place to drink tea and read a book together."

Gan Zhenduo said with a smile: "We have exactly that intention."

The three of them came to the hall on the first floor together while Long Xingyi was already making tea.

Gan Zhenduo looked at the skillful Long Xingyi and gave him an encouraging look.

Shigong is Shigong, no matter where you go to enjoy Life, this has never changed.

The three gathered around the tea table, each found a handful, and read a book quietly.

Long Xingyi could see Gan Zhenduo and Zhao Zhixun every day.

Now seeing the books in their hands, I glanced subconsciously.

Seeing that Gan Zhenduo was holding another world martial arts inheritance in his hand, he finally knew why Gan Zhenduo had such a Great Master demeanor.

There are not many cultivators who are as obsessed with Taoism as this senior brother Qian of Supreme Sword Sect.

But when Long Xingyi saw the book of a certain another world emperor in Zhao Zhixun's hands, he felt a little uneasy.

Could it be that Senior Brother Zhao is imitating the Pavilion Master?

The moment he was in a daze, Qin Hao's voice sounded next to his ear: "The water is boiling, it's overflowing."